you already know the basics, and i bet you’re really good with your hands now, so there’s a very good chance you can end up better than me.
She’s happy. You don’t know how long it’s been since she’s been happy like this, but suspect it’s been a while.
i’d love to hear you play sometime.

Mm-hm. I’ve had a great deal of practice with my hands over the past two years that has increased my dexterity to a certain degree.
You are happy, and it’s because, for the first time in a long time, your blindness doesn’t have to be this beast occupying your life and making things harder for you. When you’re talking with John, when you’re playing music, it doesn’t matter so much, or really, at all, and you can just be the Rose Lalonde you used to be. Maybe he picks up on that.
I would be delighted to do so. Do you have a piano at your house?
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